"To think there's such scum in this world!"
"Hmph. And to think someone like him gets to sit at the same table as us."
"What's a guy like him still doing here? Let's throw him out."
In an instant, the crowd was pointing and jeering at Qin Ya, their curses unending. Not far away, Yuan Feng and Bai Haichen watched this scene with a flash of smugness.
'Hmph. Here in Heifeng City, you, Qin Ya, are nothing but a piece of clay in my palm, for me to mold as I please!' A smile tugged at Bai Haichen's lips as he thought to himself.
"Heh. How laughable."
Just then, a soft chuckle was heard. Qin Ya looked indifferently at Yuan Feng and Bai Haichen and said, "Is this the only kind of trick you two know how to play?"
"Hmph. Qin Ya, what more can you possibly say at this point?"
"You've all said everything. What's left for me to say?"
Qin Ya gave a faint smile, but a chill emanated from his eyes, making one shudder involuntarily.
